"I was just a-thinkin' that all this great house can't be for just one old woman. And all them dishes and the kitchen with them pots and pans and the cook can't be there just to cook for me alone?"
"Oh, but he is, and he's a wonderful cook. Mr. Doane has had him for years and years. And James, the butler, came with him from England. He was in the house of a duke over there, and I assure you, Miss Doane, he doesn't forget it."
"Is that the man who stands around as if he was afraid he'd hurt something if he teched it? I ain't seen him do much; another man gave me my breakfast."
"Yes, I presume William, the second man, gave you your breakfast. James is too grand to serve breakfast."
"Do I need so many men around?"
"No, I really don't suppose you do, Miss Doane; but Mr. Doane kept a big household and he left in his will that the house should be kept up exactly the same as when he was here. But don't you worry about that. That is father's business. You don't have to bother a bit about it. All you have to do is to enjoy yourself. Now, what would you like to do? Is there anything you want?"
Drusilla looked at her a moment and then said, half laughingly, half apologetically:
"I'd like—I'd like—"
She stopped, and Daphne came over to her.
"What would you like, Miss Doane? I'm here to do anything you wish."